I’ve been in sunny San Diego, California for about six days now and I’ve seen more beautiful women walking, running, biking and roller blading than anywhere else I’ve ever been. It is no wonder that this climate and proximity to the ocean draws money and beauty, but of course, I’m looking at all these beauties and wondering, ‘could any of these women be shemales in paradise?’
If they are I have no clue. I’ve looked for bulges in spandex (ok, so that would be very unlikely, but a guy can dream!) and other signs to no avail. The Shemales in paradise seem to do an excellent job of flying below the radar. I saw one tall blonde leaving the hotel, easily over six feet in her heals, a magnificent emerald green dress that accentuated every curve and as much as I wanted her to be a shemale in paradise I’m pretty sure she wasn’t. In my mind however…
Now in six days time, with constant companions, there is no way I’m going to have the opportunity to go out and meet one of these shemales in paradise. But I did find a few moments to look on the internet for some working tgirls in the area. Take this one for instance.
She is advertising on Backpage this morning and emphatically says ‘I don’t bottom.’ Just my type of girl. 😉 I wish I could meet up with her and create a real story to tell you all. I’m not sure that will ever happen, but here around these shemales in paradise it sure makes me want to try it more than ever. I’ll never be that guy that can tell you all where to find a Tgirl or give any reviews, but if I was free to do so I would certainly spend some time looking here in California.
Yep. I’ve got it. No doubt about it. Damn the luck, it’s probably terminal too. Oh, not that having it will kill me so much as I’ll die with it. Of course my wife is a pretty good shot…I guess it could kill me. What am I talking about? Obsessive Tgirl Disorder. OTD. You might have it too.
I can only go so long then I have to go surfing the web or my own brain for Tgirl fantasies. Not just any Tgirl. You know what I like. The ones who are all about being the big D. Rolling over on top of their guy and filling him with their special type of Tgirl love. Or lust. I’m equal opportunity that way. I can’t stay way from either love or lust.
I see a pretty girl out and about and what do I imagine in my Walter Mitty moments? Her stepping up to me and kissing me. Deep and passionate. In a breathy voice she says, “I don’t know what it is about you, but I’ve got to have you.” She pushes me against the wall and presses her hard-on into my thigh. “Are you man enough to take me?”
I can’t get enough of that stuff. The girl ringing me out at the hardware store, the one selling me a new phone, the one taking my fast food order all have the potential to stoke the fires of an OTD fantasy.
Take the young lady in the above picture for instance. Beautiful. Simply beautiful. I stumbled on her photo as part of a ‘shemale bulge’ image search. As soon as I saw her I was captivated and I’m sure you see why. By the way, that’s a girl you’re looking at, not a Tgirl. I did the research on the picture because I’d like to use if for cover art. She’d make a great Lana, but my point is that everywhere you look there is fodder for your OTD needs. Cause let’s face it, if you’re reading this blog, you’ve got it too.
I guess it’s not too bad having OTD. At least it’s not as obvious on the outside as some of the other disorders out there. I mean, I can keep it all in my head. But if the women around me ever get the ability to read my mind. I’m in deep trouble.
Ok, so I got the description of the picture all messed up. But the size of her big balls versus his I did not get wrong. Would you look at that difference! I swear he looks like he’s been neutered compared to her. Check out that look on her face. She looks like she saying “What? Never seen a horny girl balls deep in a guy?” Of course she could also be saying “Don’t worry baby, I’ve got another load for you next!” What about, “Oh, I didn’t know this was your man…just a sec, I’m almost done.” “I figured since he didn’t have any balls I’d show him mine.”
Enough of that. Maybe I should try my hand at captions and start posting to Imagefap. Anyway, I just wanted to share the picture with you. Hope I don’t get into copyright trouble for this…
Sometimes when I’m listing to a song the lyrics really speak to me and as a writer I appreciate their turn of a phrase. But sometimes scenes of Dominant Tgirls dance in my head. Hey! I saw you roll your eyes there! LOL! Alright, so lots of things or situations make me think of dominant tgirls, but then, that’s where the stories come from.
In this post I want to share a couple of songs that make those visions of dominant tgirls dance in my head. The first one is Misery Business by Paramore. I was going to post the lyrics here, but it’s easy enough for you to find them online just like I did. When Hayley Williams is singing ’cause I’ve got him where I want him now,’ and then ‘that it just feels so good,’ I’m melting in my shoes imagining some hot dominant tgirl singing the song and of course she has him under her ‘where she wants him and being buried in him is what is feeling so good. Actually the rest of the song still fits the scene too. At least for me.
Another song that always gets the dominant Tgirl juices flowing is ‘Self Esteem’ by the Offspring. ‘Late at night she knocks on my door, drunk again and looking to score, now I know I should say “No” but that’s kinda hard when she’s ready to go,” My mind slips in ‘but it’s big and hard when she’s ready to go’ and I’m transported to a scene where that delicious dominant Tgirl is standing there as he opens the door. Hard cock obvious in her jeans, she pushes through the door and pins him against the wall as she stuffs her tongue down his throat and grinds her hard-on against him. ‘I may be dumb but I’m not a dweeb, I’m just a sucker with no self esteem.’ Yea man. I get it.
There are other songs that have lyrics that send me, but I’m going to save those for another time. You know, I might have to write a story about that last one. I could title it ‘No Self Esteem’….I wonder if the Offspring could ever forgive me?
I was enjoying a little Tgirl on male porn the other day and there was a still shot of a girl and guy from behind. It was the standard shot of her buried big balls deep in the guy, long thighs along either side of his ass as she was squatted down for some deep penetration and to top it off she was wearing some nice black pumps. She was a cute brunette, but I didn’t recognize her.
I’ve looked at any number of similar shots over the years, but what really struck me about this one was how much bigger her balls were than the guy. She had a big round sack that just looked like it was about to over flow with cum and his was almost nonexistent.
Of course that started me thinking about what she might be saying to him or what was going on there. Was she some new type of stallion Tgirl whose big balls could breed that guy? Did it give her some other power over him? I imagined her saying, “Feel my heavy balls laying against you sweetie? In a few more seconds I’m going to empty every drop deep inside of you.”
Ok, so that was only one thing I thought of that she might be saying. She might also have been saying, “Oh Honey! I can’t believe you agreed to have our baby! You’re so sweet! UH, UH….here it comes honey! I’m going empty my big balls and knock you up! UH! OH….Ooooooo!”
A girl with big balls does stir up the imagination for me. As a submissive so does the whole mpreg thing. I don’t have any actual desire to be pregnant, but the thought that some hot big balled Tgirl could make me pregnant…well that’s scary and exciting, all rolled into one.
I’m not trying to piss anyone off here, so if I’m missing some point please enlighten me. But what the heck is the deal with Transgender restrooms? Suddenly now transgender people need to have their own because they are a menace to society? I mean WTF?! Where the heck have they been going for the past couple of decades? And since I don’t recall a single story of anything coming of it in the past, why is it such a big deal now?
Both restrooms have stalls so a woman transitioning to a man can go in a stall and none of us guys would be the wiser. I’m assuming (which I admit is bad) that it works the same way in the women’s restroom as well. I guess if a male to female were to stand up and pee in the toilet in the women’s restroom that would be a pretty big red flag, but I’ve never heard of any news reports of that happening.
I guess I don’t understand why it’s suddenly such a big deal. I don’t think transgendered folks should be discriminated against in any way, but isn’t it kind of like calling them out to give them their own restroom? I mean if superheroes had to have their own restroom wouldn’t that screw up the whole secret identity plan?
I hear that in Europe they have restrooms where the sink area is a common room and you go into a small room with a door and toilet to do your business. That makes great sense to me. At least until I’m standing in line with the women waiting to use the restroom. That might suck. Guys aren’t used to waiting in line for the restroom. We’re spoiled.
I guess my point in this rant is that if it has been working for all of these years I think it should be left alone. We don’t need transgender restrooms, we need less nosy people.
I love a great dominant tgirl site. Those delightful producers and directors that work with actors to get out there in front of the camera and bring my fantasies to life! In this post I want to talk about a few of the ones I like.
I think any of you that have read my stories have a pretty good idea of what turns me on. Oh, don’t get me wrong, there’s a lot more stuff out there that turns me on than just dominant tgirls, but they sure are very near the top of the list.
Though what I like and what others like can be very different. I know that dominant tgirls are pretty high on your list if you’ve even found your way to this blog.
These days I find myself continually going back to the Shemale Loving Scenes compilations. Watching a dominant tgirl kissing her man while she’s making love to him is a huge turn-on for me. If you haven’t watched any of these videos stop right now and google search them. I think there are 10 or 11 of them at this point and all of them are good, but there are some scenes in number 6 that really stir my juices.
I also love just about everything TS Seduction produces. They have so many great scenes where a dominant tgirl seduces a lucky guy and some of those scenes have found their way into the Loving Scenes mentioned above. Super hot!
The Ferro Network also has some great dominant tgirl content, though I can’t say that I’ve been on any of their sites recently. I think it is a lower budget operation. I mean come on, all the dominant tgirl brides wear the same dress! I can watch Superman fly through the air on the silver screen and believe it easier than I can swallow that all of those women would wear the same dress! Hahaha!
Of course one of my favorite dominant tgirl sites is Foxy Angel’s website. It’s no secret that Angel is my muse so allow me to gush for a moment. Sure she’s hot and blonde which is a great start for any woman to catch my eye, but there is something about the confidence she exudes when she is looking into the camera balls deep in some guy that really trips my trigger!
I’m sure there are tons of other great dominant tgirl sites out there and I’ll keep looking. Please feel free to make suggestions here if you have a favorite.
No, not from the law or even your mother in law (should you have one), but your friends. Yep, I’m talking about all those people in your life that love you and think you’re just the most wonderful thing since sliced bread. Which I’m sure you are. But what if they knew? You know….about those special girls in your life. Those girls that your buddies at that craft beer tap room would snicker about or your friends at the football game say are just guys with boobs. What would those friends think of you, if they knew you liked T-Girls? And to really put a spin on it, what would they think if they knew that you liked Dominant T-Girls? I can see it now…..you’re hanging around the campfire with your buds, tossing back a couple of Buds, and in the process of course sex and women comes up. Next thing you know they’re talking favorite positions and all that Alpha stuff. Then Aerosmith starts belting out ‘Dude Looks Like a Lady’ or maybe the Kinks begin to croon ‘Lola’ on the radio and the conversation takes a subtle turn. Now they’re all talking about how they are grossed out by ‘those types’ and they couldn’t possibly be with someone (maybe it would be stated a little cruder) like that in a million years. This is where you speak up, right? This is where you come to the defense of the those hung damsels in distress.
Hang on there. This isn’t meant to be a guilt trip. This is a confessional. And I’m afraid to say that if this situation was a test then I failed miserably. When it was my chance to speak up and defend the maligned woman all I did was take another sip of my beer and smile. No knight in shining armor here. My friends aren’t mean and I’m sure they all thought they were amongst kindred spirits, but like all the world they laugh and jeer at what they don’t understand. I like my friends and family. Heck, love them is more appropriate and because of that I don’t want to loose them. Even as flawed as they are, they’re still important to me. Here’s a bigger dilemma, what would my daughters think? I’m the big strong dad that fixes things and loves their mom in, from all outward appearances, a very normal fashion.
I know they all should love me for myself and I think they can do it, but I don’t really want to put them to the test. What if they, like me, fail and I loose the most important things in my life? I can understand why coming out is such a terrifying proposition and all I’ve got is a fetish.
So, if you’ve come out of hiding or defended the third sex share you story, both successes and failures. Hopefully it will help me be stronger.
This is a great question. Not just for me, but also for everyone that finds Dominant T-Girls interesting, exciting or even irresistible. I’ve always been a submissive. Of course when I was a young boy I had no clue that what I was. I just knew that I liked girls. A lot. No, I mean A LOT! They made me feel all gooshy inside and I would do just about anything for one. Thankfully none of them ever asked me to rob a bank or I’d have done time in the joint too. I liked pleasing girls long before I ever understood sex. Problem was, most of the girls I dated didn’t seem to like guys who treated them too nicely or more accurately were too submissive. But one did and she ended up marring me after I got out of college. Long about my sophomore year in high school I read a story in ‘National Lampoon’ titled ‘My Penis’ about a girl that grows a penis. When the main character forced her boyfriend to go to give her head, it was a lightning bolt to my libido. I became obsessed by the thought of a girl with a penis dominating me. Still to this day a girl growing a penis is my favorite fantasy.
Moving forward to college there were very few chances to indulge in the Dominant T-Girl/Girl-grows-penis fantasy. I found a couple of cheesy magazines of shemales that were way too much money for what little content they supplied. At least of the stuff that I liked. Thankfully that girlfriend that was to become my wife would occasionally bless me with an off the top of her head story about her growing a penis. Hard to believe, but true. She didn’t enjoy doing it and after I came and my hormones returned back to normal levels I always felt bad, guilty is more accurate I guess.
But enough with the ancient history. Why Dominant T-Girls? Because it gives me that squishy feeling in my gut, just like girls did when I was young and they make my breath quicken. Submission can mean lots of different things to lots of different people. Perhaps the ultimate is being turned into a girl by your favorite dominant t-girl or woman and becoming a cuckhold. Forced to watch your beautiful dominant receive her pleasure from someone else. For some guys submission means forking over the remote for ‘Dancing with the Stars’. Me? I’m somewhere in the middle and truthfully, I’m still trying to figure out where that is.
But what about you? What is it about Dominant T-Girls that does ‘it’ for you? If you’re willing, share that with me here. There is no wrong answer and I certainly won’t judge. So my friend, Why Dominant T-Girls?
Thanks for taking a minute to join me here in my little corner of the internet. I’m the mouse hole in the mansion that is the internet, in the corner of the pantry off the kitchen, at the back behind the long forgotten mop bucket and Pine-Sol. I expect to go largely unnoticed by the world, but for those adventurous few of you who find your way through my mouse hole, together we will explore a world filled with dominant T-Girls. We will discuss the impossible as if it were the every day, dreams as if they are reality and desires, oh the desires, those will be plumbed to the very depths. There will be the whimsical, the humorous, the thoughtful, the provoking, the sad and so many other emotions. Welcome Alex, or is it Alice? But whomever it is, ignore that silly looking glass and follow me down the mouse hole into my world of T-Girl dominance and my view of submission.